Gurgling!

The magma began to boil, and the stone carvings began to rise.

Waves of fire spread in all directions, and the hot lava turned into raging beasts.

Zhang Baijian led the little finch and flew up with his feet on the starlight.

The statue continued to rise, like a huge mountain peak towering directly into the sky. The black material has a strange look flowing in the flames.

At this moment, the statue only partially revealed its true face.

Zhang Baijian What they saw at first was only a part of the statue, it was more like a huge pagoda, and the entire pagoda was embossed with countless detailed sculptures.

Most of the sculptures are figures, and there are some bizarre monsters and even mythical beasts.

And everything about those sculptures, although they seem dull, contains infinite power, as if these sculptures could come to life at any time and crush everything.

"This must be the coffin of the Ancient Yan Emperor. This is his last burial place, his final destination. Someone closed his eyes tightly, not daring to look at the huge relief pagoda, but shouted with his mouth wide open.

At this time, Zhang Baijian walked towards the huge pagoda as if he was enchanted.

One step, two steps, three steps!

Zhang Baijian was already standing in front of the sea of fire, his body seemed to tremble slightly, but it never exploded. Everyone only squinted at Zhang Baijian's heels in shock, and their minds fluctuated with Zhang Baijian's step-by-step movements.

Maybe the next moment, Zhang Baijian will explode into a mass of flesh and blood.

But he kept walking, and although his body was trembling slightly, there was no sign of exploding.

At this time, Zhang Baijian looked at the giant tower floating in the sea of fire, and his mind was clear. This time, he didn't affect his mind, and he didn't control Zhenyuan. But his body was not controlled, as if an invisible force was pushing him forward.

Walking to the sea of fire, Zhang Baijian suddenly felt a strong pull pulling force and pulled him towards the giant tower.

Before he could react, the whole person had already flown towards the giant tower.

Come back to your senses. Zhang Baijian tried his best to urge Zhenyuan to fly back, but at this time, he couldn't control his body at all, and any reaction was useless. Look at the giant tower that is approaching. Drops of cold sweat broke out on Zhang Baidao's forehead.

For no reason, Zhang Baijian felt a fluster.

His heart was getting more and more anxious, but he couldn't do anything about it.

"Buzz!"

Under Zhang Baijian's nervous gaze, the stone carvings on the giant tower seemed to begin to come to life, and they were like real people. Jumped off the giant tower, jumped into the magma, swam in the sea of fire magma, and then stared at Zhang Baijian with his dark eyes.

Suddenly, a black light shot out from the eyes of the black statue at the top, and then rushed towards Zhang Baijian, and finally surrounded Zhang Baijian's body.

Shout!

After this black light appeared, Zhang Baijian suddenly found that he was able to control his body slightly.

After hesitating for a moment, Zhang Baijian was still surrounded by black light, and flew towards the black giant tower in a leisurely manner.

Suddenly, the black light fell, condensing into a black ring in Zhang Baidao's hand. The ring is smooth and smooth, as if it was carved from black jade. And in the ring, a trace of blood flowed like blood, and like magma.

This is the storage ring left by Liu Lao, originally thought it was just a rare storage tool. But now it seems more like a token.

It was precisely because of it that Zhang Baijian was able to get close to the giant tower safely.

Suddenly, the whole sea of fire seemed to shake heavily, and then there seemed to be a low clanging of iron chains in the distance.

With these jingling sounds, it was as if the whole space had become violently shaking.

Rumble!

A high-pitched, soul-ripping scream exploded from the depths of the magma, and then. The sound of the chains rattling became extraordinarily frequent.

The entire sea of blood, rivers of magma, wriggled like real flesh and blood.

The giant tower that had been standing in the magma suddenly broke apart from the middle.

As the giant tower broke, the boiling magma suddenly fell upside down, like a large slap that was erected up to 10,000 feet.

Bang!

The huge slap slammed down.

Suddenly the unprepared people were swept into it by the magma falling down. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a part of the magma, and there was not even a bone residue left.

Rivers of magma roared and surged, and huge magma waves rolled endlessly. The majestic roar was comparable to the roar of a dragon, and the whole space trembled in the roar.

Whoa!

The monstrous crimson light surged, and only magma could be seen. Suddenly, it was shuttling through the lava river. It was as if the entire huge array suddenly moved, and one by one fiery red jerky runes flew out of nowhere, hovering over the sea of magma and fire.

Constantly people are dying under the lapping of magma waves.

Zhang Baijian held the ring in his hand, protected by a thin light curtain, his eyes were a little dazed, faintly, he felt that there seemed to be an extremely terrifying energy hidden in this ring. But he couldn't pull this energy. This energy originally did not exist, but under the influence of the giant tower, something changed.

And this kind of change, Zhang Baijian is not sure whether it is good or bad.

Frowning and shaking his head, he put away his ring, and Zhang Baijian continued to explore the broken giant tower, trying to find clues.

"Hahaha! This is the place where the ancient Yan Emperor Yu returned to ruins. The old body has finally found it. A dark and vicious voice suddenly sounded above everyone's heads.

Looking at the huge stone tablet flying in, Zhang Baijian's eyes became cold.

The stele slowly cracked in the middle.

"It's you, you're not dead yet?" Grandma Mo's voice had an indescribable indifference, and the indifference was mixed with a hint of surprise, as if she stretched out her legs and wanted to trample an ant to death, but suddenly found that the ant was not trampled to death by herself.

"Old thing, I'm about to look for you, since you're here today, let's stay here! With Emperor Yan's tomb as your burial place, you are not wronged!" Zhang Baijian shook his hand, and Baizhan was already clenched in his hand.

At the moment when his long sword was unsheathed, the scabbard on the waist of everyone around him, including many onlookers, except for a very few people such as Chen Tengyao, suddenly shook the scabbard on everyone's waist, and then let out a neat sword sound.

"Sword Dao Psychic, Ten Thousand Swords Singing in unison?" Grandma Mo stared at Zhang Baijian, and suddenly showed a cruel smile, even he didn't notice it, and a trace of jealousy actually flashed in the depths of his eyes.

Grandma Mo did not hesitate, looked at Zhang Baijian with raised eyebrows, and slapped Zhang Baijian with her backhand. I didn't even say hello at all. (To be continued.) )